This Is Me Trying // Tyrion Lannister // (2)

37. Stay

"I hear you are our mother." Bran remarked and willow looked around for who he was talking to, there was no one out here, his back to her. "Willow." Bran clarified looking to her.

"I mean... no... but... sort of I guess." Willow agreed.

"I'm Bran."

"I'm sorry for everything your family has been through." Willow told him as she walked closer. "I..."

"Sansa told us about you. Sansa couldn't stop talking about you." Bran informed her.

"Sansa is a sweet girl. So sweet, I just did what anyone would do." Willow offered.

"No. you did what no one would do." Bran corrected. "You protected a stranger."

"Tyrion once called me a brave idiot." Willow told him with a small smile.

"Jon calls you mum too."

"I'm easily love and easier hated." Willow mused.

"I'm glad you are here." Bran told her honestly.

"I'm glad I got to meet more of my children." Willow added. "What happened to your le-"

'I'm sorry for what I did to you' Jaime said after moments hesitation staring down at Bran.

'You weren't sorry then, you were protecting your family.' Bran reminded him he looked back at Jaime. Willow turned to him.

'I am not that person anymore' Jaime told him but Willow stared him down.

"You threatening to kill Tyrion barely a moon ago says otherwise." Willow added taking another protective step in front of Bran.

'You would still be that person if you hadn't pushed me out the window and I would still be Brandon Stark.' Bran told him

'You're not?' Jaime questioned

'No, I am something else now.' Bran told him. Willow stared down at Bran confused.

'You're not angry with me?'

'I'm not angry at anyone anymore' bran said.

"I envy you. I'm mad at everyone." Willow countered and Bran reached out grabbing her hand and Willow felt her heart melt. Her own family, her own flesh and blood was awful but the starks, she barely knew treated her like family, showed her compassion and kindness right away.

'Why didn't you tell them?' Jaime question

'You won't be able to help us in this fight if I let the murder you first.' Bran assured him

'What about afterwards?'

'How do you know there is an afterwards?' Bran told him.

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'So we are going to die... At Winterfell. not the death I would've chosen I always pictured I would die in my own bed at the age of 80 with a belly full of wine and a girls-'

'mouth around my cock.' Jaime finished with a laugh.

'Willows preferable.' Tyrion added.

'She has got you wrapped around her finger,' Jaime remarked.

'That she does.' Tyrion agreed as they walked. ''At least cersei won't get to murder me, cersei... I'm sure I'll get some satisfaction dying from that pleasure well I'm getting ripped apart by deadman.' Tyrion told Jaime, 'maybe after I'm dead I'll go to Kings Landing and rip her apart.' Tyrion teased, but not really. He noticing Jaime staring down at Daenaerys, he was up to something, Tyrion thought and he wasn't about to be fooled by his family again.